She is a work in progress.An incomplete piece of a tired artist.She is a bit rough around the edges and a bit messy on the inside.Has a tongue so sharp that it can practically cut through you in one strike.She wasn't sculpted to be perfect nor would that ever be her intention and maybe that's what makes her different.She has eyes like the rain,they will pierce through you to the deepest of your roots,her auburn waves entangled by the wind will always give a raw edge to her beauty,her lips taste like cigarettes and the sip of whiskey she took last night and once you get the taste of it,you will always crave them until every next time.She doesn't smile often,she smirks with untamed fire daintily imprisoned in it but oh whenenever she smiles,she leaves you unbounded by gravity.She has an artistic soul and a heart like a mosaic.She is a kind of beauty that not everyone will recognize,the kind that many wouldn't get the chance to know.She was made complex with layers of unfiltered emotions that normal souls weren't made to handle.She isnt a dreamer but whenever she talked about her dreams and hopes,it always seemed like she was caught between time,half then and half now.She will seduce you with her capitative words and enticing laugh,so be careful oh dear boy because one day you are going to look at her and realize how effortlessly she tantalized you and how irrevocably you are in love with her.
//Gracy//